To the little one
I would like to explain life to you. However, as with most things in life, it can't be explained. It has to be experienced.
I would like to tell you what it feels like to fall in love, because it will chage everything you think you know. But love is a feeling on its own, and its not the same feeling as you would get to the association of a word. Not even the word 'love'.
I would like to tell you what it feels like to travel. Because ive done it so much. But traveling is too deep, too wide and too life changing on such a subtile level it can be described to the left brain half.
I would like to tell you about the feeling of knowledge. Because I've learned so much. But knowledge is too expanding and opens up doors the close mind would never understand. It can't be understood by descriptions, not analysis and not evaluations. Only through experience.
And I would like to tell you about friendship, about heartbreak, belonging and envy and the feeling of conquering it. But you see, I can't. Because you'll see... that the more you try to understand and control life, the more it'll fight against you. However, once you realise that everything is alright - regardless of how and who you are - you'll laugh when you feel at most embarrassed. You'll focus on what's good and fun when you're in pain. You'll do the best you can to make people around you happy, because you've seen both sides of friendship and happiness. And most importantly; you'll be strong. Because you've figured life out.